Ahh

So, he came, he got this kids, he tried to drive off without carseats, and he's bringing them back. He's still full of shit. He claims he's buying a peice of property in Arkansas in a town called Holiday Island, same retirement town my grampa lives in. There is no way he's getting a piece of property there for what he says he is, or that they are going to let him put a trailer on it. Just isn't going to happen. But hey, since he's not paying child support, maybe he can afford it.

Anyway, I enjoyed a kid free shopping trip, took the opportunity to buy some new items that you don't really want to shop for with your eleven year old in tow (bras okay, mine are all falling apart or the wires have sprung). Had a quite lunch, watched a bootlegged version of THE ROAD (bawled like a baby at the end-very powerful).

And now I'm putting some serious thought into doing laundry. Or maybe not, Maybe just gonna think about it for a little while. House gets so quiet when the kids are gone, its almost unnerving.

Hoping all my (what 4?) readers have an excellent weekend. And please, pray for Haiti. The pictures and stories coming out of there just break my heart.